Jars Of Fears นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I add. Silence settles between us. Ashford doesn’t say a word, so I lift my gaze, only to lock eyes with him. He is staring at me. Intensely. He quickly tears off his gaze, grabs a glass of water and downs it. “Is anything on your mind?” I ask, reaching for his hand across the table. Before I can grab his, he takes mine, giving it a soft squeeze. “Yeah…no…yes.” He paused. “I’m worried about you. I don’t want you ending up with someone like Joshua again.”

" Jacob's smile was a thin, crooked line. His eyes never left mine. "I dragged things out to draw you downstairs, so you'd be my witness. But since there are cameras in the stairwell, I can't leave you alive, either. I'm going to kill everyone in this building!" He clamped down harder. I'd been flailing in panic, but suddenly, I went still and met his gaze, perfectly calm. "W-what's going on…" Jacob froze and squeezed my neck harder, then seemed to realize something was wrong. "What's happening? Why am I—"

"If we put the souls back the world will wake up!" June started to grab the jars fast as she could. She put them in her pockets. She held many as she could in her arms. Every time she touched a jar she felt a bit of heat. I am sorry she thought to every spark of light. I am coming to save you. As she reached the last shelf she saw a jar that was different. It was not glowing white. It was glowing a green color. It said SUBJECT 001. THE GENERAL. June froze. "Benson! The General is here! He is in a jar!"

“That dude, Skylar is a piece of shit that gets scared easily, dude, for real, cries at everything “. “And how would you know that ?”. “Well he kind of lives in my neighborhood “. Jason replied me. “And you see, around Halloween, last year, dude was stepping around my property and got scared of the skulls in front of my house “. “I was there “. Harper said with an amused grin on his face. “We tried to convince him that it was just decorations but he didn’t believe “. “He didn’t believe because you jacked him up with a skeleton first”. Jason retorted.

“We're being hunted.” He stared at me for a long moment. Then his expression hardened. “You're being paranoid.” “I'm not.” “We've had patrols out all week. No sign of Lycans. No sign of the rogue king."“Then your patrols missed something.” “Lyra—” “Nicholas, please.” I grabbed his arm. “Just listen to me. For one moment, stop treating me like a scared omega and listen.” His eyes flicked down to my hand on his arm. Then back to my face.

Jax looked at me with a serious expression. “Of course I do! I wasn’t born yesterday! It means when you’re scared of something, like I fear my father for example.” I through my hands up in the air. Jax chuckled and took my face in his hands softly making me look directly at him. “No honey. The word fear is more of an acronym.” I scrunched my face up in confusion. “Ok now you got me 38 shades of confuzzled fucked. Explain yourself.” Jax laughed and dropped his hands. “You’ve been hanging around Alida WAY to long hun. She’s rubbing off on you.” He said as he got up to get a pen and paper.

Anyone would tremble in fear when faced with six high-ranked zombies and a few low-ranked zombies. Lucas let out a smile. "If you feel afraid, then let me tell you this. Never feel afraid because whatever I do will only make you terrified for three whole days and nights." A jolt coursed through Cherry's body. 'Whatever he does?' 'Does that mean it's Lucas who made those high-ranked zombies appear?' Cherry looked at Lucas, terrified. Fear coursed through her body, and she could swear that it was her first time feeling so scared in her life.

My heart began to hammer in dread in my body. What is happening to me? I thought. Fear and confusion mixed in my head. The feeling got stronger, like something inside wanted to get out. I walked unsteadily to the nearest chair and sat down. I tried to calm my racing thoughts. I closed my eyes and inhaled deep to stop the storm inside. But it did not help. The feeling only grew, with heat and energy running through my blood. "Stop it," Jasper said in a low growl. His eyes turned a bright red. His nails started to grow long, and his teeth too.Was he shifting now?

I rubbed my hands against my arm, still having this fear of the monster being around. Jaris stopped eating as soon as he saw me. "Hey, you okay?" I couldn't say a word and clumsily took my seat. The fear was so deep-rooted in me, it was killing. "Lyric!" Jaris called more urgently. "What's wrong?" I guess it was that obvious that I looked shaken. "I—I saw him." I looked around the diner, like he could be hanging around or something. Jaris didn't ask who I was referring to. He didn't need to. He sprang to his feet immediately, reaching for his phone and running toward the back of the diner.

Jasper's eyes were fixed on the flame, his pupils expanding to absorb all the grey of his irises, leaving the centre of his eyes a blank, hollow black, brimming with unshed tears. Was Jasper afraid of fire? There were no live fires on the facility with the exception of Bunsen burners in laboratories for practical experiments that involved them. There were no candles or stoves that used flames for the sake of health and safety. It would make sense then that he had an undetected fear of fire, but... he had looked so serene and calm gazing out at the lightening on the night of the storm, where Emmet had sought him out for comfort. So what was he so afraid of, if it wasn't the fire?